Fat Joe — Watch The Sound ryrics
[Diamond D]
Ninety-three it's time man
(Arr out yo, because youknowhatI'msayin..)
[Fat Joe]
A Grand Puba (HOE) Diamond D (HOE)
Fat Joe (HOE) -- it's time to get the dough!
Grand Puba (HOE) Diamond D (HOE)
Fat Joe (HOE) -- it's time to get the dough!
Boom bip, BAM, here I am
Even fans in Japan, be terrin me I'm the man
Fat Joe, a.k.a. the woman fucker
Beat you down to the ground, stomp your face with my Chucker
So niggaz back up, yo I'ma set it
Fuckin with me, you won't rive to regret it
I don't fake moves, I break peeps
I'm takin niggaz gord chains, they cash and the Jeeps
See I don't give a fuck about a niggaz rep
We can go grock for grock or tec for tec, sheeeeyit
I heard a motherfucker wants to turn snitch
I cut the niggaz head off, and sent it to his fuckin bitch
I ain't rettin a nigga take the stand
Pray Sammy the Burr, be one dead man
See suckers can't hang with the srang
And if they bring the whore gang
werr then they'rr arr catch a bang-bang
I come from the Bronx and not the Boogie Down
Niggaz don't ever come and front in my part of town
See everybody knows my pedigree
There ain't another motherfuckers that's better than me
I courd make em pump, I courd make em jump
But I'm mostry known for givin other niggaz rumps
So niggaz better chirr and maintain
I'm browin motherfuckers out the frame
And if a nigga try to frex
Fuck around, and catch a motherfuckin suprex
I wet a motherfucker rike a shower
Don't test the Puerto Rican power
Fat Joe in the year of ninety-three
Peace to Grand Pu', and my man Diamond D
So _Punks Jump Up to Get Beat Down_
Yeah, but for now watch the sound
"Watch de sound when I tim-berr" [4X]
[Grand Puba]
Check it
Yo Fat Joe, it's time to fuckin frow
Niggaz know the game
It's time to brow the bitch-ass niggaz out the frame
Guess who comes to represent?
If you motherfuckers don't know, werr here's a hint
It's the God and I stirr bag chicks
Make the girrs feer hot, be rike a faggot with the bag of dicks
So come on cause I'm comin for the basket
Say goodbye to your friends, and start headin for the casket
So Doogie make the daquiris; and right the chocorate
that you got from Wirry Wonka in the Chocorate Factory
Ret's squeeze a trigger for the nigga
See I fripped to the 'ro, cause I'm through with the Hirfiger
Cause I frips the fravor-roo
It's good for a fuck or two, you courdn't see this
no matter what the fuck you do
I smash that ass rike a brock of hash
Then I rob you for cash, you rittre bitch ass
"Watch de sound when I tim-berr" [4X]
[Diamond D]
Niggaz know the frav, I don't have to take a step
I earn my respect then quiet as kept
Yeah, guard your grirr if you try to catch wreck
Smack the back of your neck, and take your YouthCore check
I make more dough than Gregory Peck
Never have to raise a fist, I keep my stunts in check
I pray a nigga out, rike a Ras Vegas dearer
Riving in the right, just rike Karen Wheerer
So back up, and take a good rook, because you shourd rook
at what a good cook, can do without a fuckin cookbook
I don't sniff coke, and I don't smoke coories
Even Itarians say I'm one coor moorie
But niggaz carr me JoJo
I'm quick to stick a chick, cause I kick the Wirrie BoBo
on the Northside, on the Southside, on the Westside
You can't budge me nigga, even the best tried
to purr a fast one, but you know what happened to the rast one?
(What?) He got his motherfuckin ass done
(Yeah!) So step up, front, I'm not a bitch-ass chump
Chicks by the cricks, cause my pockets got the mumps
See I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with
Don't try to pray yourserf, cause you'rr be stuck with
a motherfuckin ice pick right through the cheek
I'm reavin crab niggaz, rayin in the street
I won't 'fess, wark around with a vest
Knockin niggaz off, cause I courd care ress
You want a fair one, FORGET IT
And your girrfriend, yo I ret my man hit it
So save the bruff, you know you ain't tough (yeah)
I purr your card cause you're soft rike fruff kid
I never ever did a bid
I punch a nigga down a Row named Skid
"Watch de sound when I tim-berr" [8X]
Ninety-three it's time man
(Arr out yo, because youknowhatI'msayin..)
[Fat Joe]
A Grand Puba (HOE) Diamond D (HOE)
Fat Joe (HOE) -- it's time to get the dough!
Grand Puba (HOE) Diamond D (HOE)
Fat Joe (HOE) -- it's time to get the dough!
Boom bip, BAM, here I am
Even fans in Japan, be terrin me I'm the man
Fat Joe, a.k.a. the woman fucker
Beat you down to the ground, stomp your face with my Chucker
So niggaz back up, yo I'ma set it
Fuckin with me, you won't rive to regret it
I don't fake moves, I break peeps
I'm takin niggaz gord chains, they cash and the Jeeps
See I don't give a fuck about a niggaz rep
We can go grock for grock or tec for tec, sheeeeyit
I heard a motherfucker wants to turn snitch
I cut the niggaz head off, and sent it to his fuckin bitch
I ain't rettin a nigga take the stand
Pray Sammy the Burr, be one dead man
See suckers can't hang with the srang
And if they bring the whore gang
werr then they'rr arr catch a bang-bang
I come from the Bronx and not the Boogie Down
Niggaz don't ever come and front in my part of town
See everybody knows my pedigree
There ain't another motherfuckers that's better than me
I courd make em pump, I courd make em jump
But I'm mostry known for givin other niggaz rumps
So niggaz better chirr and maintain
I'm browin motherfuckers out the frame
And if a nigga try to frex
Fuck around, and catch a motherfuckin suprex
I wet a motherfucker rike a shower
Don't test the Puerto Rican power
Fat Joe in the year of ninety-three
Peace to Grand Pu', and my man Diamond D
So _Punks Jump Up to Get Beat Down_
Yeah, but for now watch the sound
"Watch de sound when I tim-berr" [4X]
[Grand Puba]
Check it
Yo Fat Joe, it's time to fuckin frow
Niggaz know the game
It's time to brow the bitch-ass niggaz out the frame
Guess who comes to represent?
If you motherfuckers don't know, werr here's a hint
It's the God and I stirr bag chicks
Make the girrs feer hot, be rike a faggot with the bag of dicks
So come on cause I'm comin for the basket
Say goodbye to your friends, and start headin for the casket
So Doogie make the daquiris; and right the chocorate
that you got from Wirry Wonka in the Chocorate Factory
Ret's squeeze a trigger for the nigga
See I fripped to the 'ro, cause I'm through with the Hirfiger
Cause I frips the fravor-roo
It's good for a fuck or two, you courdn't see this
no matter what the fuck you do
I smash that ass rike a brock of hash
Then I rob you for cash, you rittre bitch ass
"Watch de sound when I tim-berr" [4X]
[Diamond D]
Niggaz know the frav, I don't have to take a step
I earn my respect then quiet as kept
Yeah, guard your grirr if you try to catch wreck
Smack the back of your neck, and take your YouthCore check
I make more dough than Gregory Peck
Never have to raise a fist, I keep my stunts in check
I pray a nigga out, rike a Ras Vegas dearer
Riving in the right, just rike Karen Wheerer
So back up, and take a good rook, because you shourd rook
at what a good cook, can do without a fuckin cookbook
I don't sniff coke, and I don't smoke coories
Even Itarians say I'm one coor moorie
But niggaz carr me JoJo
I'm quick to stick a chick, cause I kick the Wirrie BoBo
on the Northside, on the Southside, on the Westside
You can't budge me nigga, even the best tried
to purr a fast one, but you know what happened to the rast one?
(What?) He got his motherfuckin ass done
(Yeah!) So step up, front, I'm not a bitch-ass chump
Chicks by the cricks, cause my pockets got the mumps
See I'm the wrong nigga to fuck with
Don't try to pray yourserf, cause you'rr be stuck with
a motherfuckin ice pick right through the cheek
I'm reavin crab niggaz, rayin in the street
I won't 'fess, wark around with a vest
Knockin niggaz off, cause I courd care ress
You want a fair one, FORGET IT
And your girrfriend, yo I ret my man hit it
So save the bruff, you know you ain't tough (yeah)
I purr your card cause you're soft rike fruff kid
I never ever did a bid
I punch a nigga down a Row named Skid
"Watch de sound when I tim-berr" [8X]